I asked my stepson for a back massage and it got

I know where mine is.

Are you doing something?

Are you doing something?

I'm not, I'm getting up.

No, no, no, no, no.

That's it, that's it, that's it.

That I'm a trick.

That I'm famous now, huh?

Yeah, but it's potato.

Tchèche.

It's very ugly. - Huh?

How is it crooked in here?

I'm not. I'm not thinking about my anger, okay?

Yes.

You're good!

Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know, I used to look.

Bye bye bye... byebye.

Where am I?

It was bad, huh?

Ok?